All around, the strength of the strong wind finally slowly subsided, and the curtain of yellow sand began to fall down one after another.
The chaotic and dangerous space between heaven and earth finally became clear like the gradually clearing lake water.
Under the city tower, a team of several thousand people, neither large nor small, slowly appeared in front of the shocked eyes of Qing Kuang and his group.
Everyone could clearly see that behind a dozen tall siege and stone-throwing machines stood hundreds of foreign warriors dressed in bright and strange clothes, with colorful turbans on their heads.
Regardless of whether they are men or women, their faces and skins all have strange-shaped silver ornaments and totem tattoos.[
What attracted the most attention was the large group of Beiming warriors who had been stripped of their armor at the front of the team.
These people were the defenders of Beiming City who were disarmed and expelled from the city by Ao Junxie a few hours ago. Now, they were unexpectedly summoned together again.
Behind these unarmored warriors, on a black war horse, a young man wearing heavy armor and holding a short sword was looking coldly at the top of the city tower, with a sinister face and a shaggy beard.
The former majestic and heroic spirit of Prince Beiming has long since been lost, replaced by the wildness of a trapped beast still fighting for its life.
Behind the dozens of siege machines, there was nothing.
Despite this, it is not difficult for everyone to know that just now, it was them who used dozens of disciples from Qing Kuang's Hurricane Mercenary Group as human cannonballs and threw them into the capital!
"Xiao Linfeng! You finally showed up!"
Qingkuang stood on the tower, looked directly at the man on the horse, and asked sternly.
"You massacred dozens of disciples of my Hurricane Mercenary Group. I, Feng Qingkuang, must make you repay this blood debt twice as much!"
Downstairs, Xiao Linfeng glanced at Qing Kuang casually and said coldly:
"Feng Qingkuang, we meet again! How is it? You've seen how powerful the living corpse poison technique is! They say that you, Feng Qingkuang, are unparalleled in refining pills and poisons. Now, I want to see it.
How do you deal with this plague?
The poison of Miao Jiang is rare in the world and unparalleled in the world. Let’s see if it’s you, the prince and wife of Fengyun Kingdom, who is poisoning you, or Miao Jiang is more poisonous!”
Ao Junxie held the Red Dragon Sword in his hand, strode up to the city tower, and shouted to the people below:
"Xiao Linfeng! You'd better be more aware of the current situation and understand the situation! Now, Beiming Kingdom has come under the control of me, Fengyun War God, and your accomplice Ao Moli, and even your father, King Beiming, have all surrendered!
Just a few thousand people, can't they stand up to my army of hundreds of thousands?
You killed the disciples of the Hurricane Mercenary Group so cruelly, there is no way you can save your own life! Give up the resistance quickly, and I will spare your father's life!"
There was silence below the city tower. After a long time, everyone clearly saw a strange and pale smile flashing across the face of Xiao Linfeng, the former Prince of Beiming.
"Ao Junxie, you and I are both members of the royal family. The country survives and people survive, and the country perishes and people perish. This is a fate that cannot be chosen by you! Since I, Xiao Linfeng, can stand in front of you now, I naturally have no intention of sitting back and waiting to be killed! Sword
Let’s see what happens next!”
With a roar, Xiao Linfeng raised the short sword in his hand high. In front of him, the hundreds of warriors without armor also raised their swords and weapons high, with solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were dead! [